I am a cat lover

I have to admit that I am a cat lover. I can tolerate dogs, some I even like. But cats have my heart. One thing I enjoyed when I was traveling was seeing and taking photographs of cats.

Word games for Scrabble training

I enjoy word games like Scrabble and decided to write a couple of games that I could use both for the pleasure of playing, and also as training aids for playing Scrabble and other word games.

Anagram game

The first I wrote is an anagram finding game, simply called wordgame. It shows seven “tiles” any you try to find all of the anagrams.

Anagram game

Word finder game

The other game I wrote is a “word finder“. It can be played on mobile (phone) or desktop devices.

Axtell Lineage

See the book “Axtell Geneology“, my grandfather is listed on page 286.

PersonBirth yearDeath yearAge
Jane Axtell (Mother)1920199575
Joseph Eugene Axtell1889194556
John Stockton Axtell1845193590
Rufus Dodd Axtell1815184732
Thomas Axtell1780185373
Daniel Axtell1748182678Fought in Revolutionary War. Bio
Thomas Axtell1727174922
Daniel Axtell1673173562
Henry Axtell1641167635
Immigrated to US
Thomas Axtell1619164627
William Axtell1587163851
William Axtell1561unknown
William Axtell1541156827
John Axtell1496155357
Henrie Axtell1474154167
Henry Thomas Axtell1435150065
Thomas William Axtell1381141837

Jane Elizabeth Axtell Wallace

Forward

I think it is ironic that the people you spend most of your life knowing, i.e. your parents are often the people you know the least about. I can’t say if that is true in general, but with my parents, and my knowledge of their life, it has been. I know very little of their early years, and even of the years I grew up, my knowledge of them is just about the relationship with myself. I know very little of the relationships, the hopes, and the disappointments they felt, those things that are common in everyone ’s life. It was because of this I asked my mother to tell me about her life. I asked her to start to write down her memories. It was apparently difficult for her to do. But she made an effort. I kept at her to keep writing. This is the result. As I discover old photographs of her, and her sister and brother, this story helps those photos come alive. I don’t think she understood how important it was to me to know who she was as a person, rather than as a mother. And while I wish I had more of her story, I am grateful to her for what she was able to give.

Robert Wallace

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France Trip, 1978

I had been working at FPS for about six months when I was sent, with a team, to Paris, France to install an AP120B at Dassault Aviation. This was my first trip overseas, I was 27 years old. Unfortunately, being a lowly team member on my first trip overseas I did not write a trip report. Now 40 plus years later I am scanning old slides from the trip and trying to remember some of the stories from the trip.

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India Trip Report – 1989

MEMORANDUM

FROM: Robert Wallace DATE: October 6, 1989
TO: Jerry Peek

SUBJ: India Trip Report

CC: Larry W. Bob G. Tom M.

A Survivors Guide to India

Subtitle: “Don’t drink the water and don’t breath the air”

This is a trip report on the trip Jerry Peek and I took to India. The main purpose of the trip was to support Hinditron, conclude a sale, and sign a contract with Hinditron. This report covers the day to day activities with several embedded essays on topics of interest to anyone who might in a moment of weakness consider a trip to India.

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Israel – Trip report from 1983

Preface: This took place in December 1983. I had just turned 32.

Chapter 1

And the saints….

It started as a normal day, as normal as can be for a computer jock. I was lounging at my desk idly pondering the raindrops which glistened in the early morning light on the window. My feet were casually propped on my desk, which many would believe impossible because of the mass of printouts and pieces of computer hardware that permanently resided there. My fingertips were lightly poised on the keyboard resting in my lap. The whole posture was designed to convey the impression of work while providing the maximum rest potential.

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